He knows you get to his house at 7:15am every day, yet he’s never standing out front ready to go. You roll up into the driveaway, wait a few minutes, honk your horn, wait a little longer, call the house phone, honk again. Finally he comes out 15 minutes later, and it turns out all he’s been doing was trying to finish a game of online Halo against some other shithead in Hong Kong.